Li Lechen: "Have you installed that intelligent knowledge base?"

Cheng Xixi: "Is it the 'Ten Trillion Whys' intelligent knowledge chip? Is there anything you'd like to know?"

In fact, Cheng Xixi originally thought that the artificial intelligence knowledge base was not installed, but was forcibly implanted a year after birth, leaving her with no choice.

However, when Cheng Xixi looked at the comments in her live stream, she also saw a lot of information about this "Wind Chaser Boy". She learned that the top spenders in the exclusive zone had not been implanted with an artificial intelligence knowledge base and needed to learn on their own.

Learning should be a lot of fun.

But this kind of envy is unattainable. Even the lifestyle in the safe zone is a secret, let alone the exclusive zone. Cheng Xixi didn't even dare to ask.

Li Lechen then sent another message: "We're going to have a test later. If there are any questions I don't know how to answer, just tell me the answers."

Cheng Xixi quickly replied, "Of course, if the intelligent knowledge base has this knowledge point."

"Oh, right!" Li Lechen suddenly said, "Won't our one-on-one video chat suddenly drop again?"

"If the chat breaks, I'll just go back and click the Xishuashua Da Rao ad link again, and you can restart the live stream. The ad is valid for a whole day, and anyway, there aren't many comments in my live stream, so it's easy to find."

"That's good."

Once the agreement was made, Li Lechen could go to the classroom without any problem. At the same time, he also told Cheng Xixi the times for his afternoon English and science exams, so that the two of them could go live on the same time.

Although I missed the entire Chinese exam, I'm now in demand for someone with an AI knowledge base two thousand years from now. What's there to fear about "Mao"?

Thinking of this, Li Lechen reached into his pocket and took out the copy that Wang Dazhuang had asked the security guard Zhang to give him.

With the glasses on and the demand for them, this thing became pretty useless. So without thinking, I threw it directly into a trash can next to the teaching building.

Of course, when the results are in, I will still have to give Wang Dazhuang a perfunctory thank you, after all, it takes a lot of effort to shrink it down to the smallest size and then bind it into such a book.

Sure enough, choosing to enter the classroom during the break between the two exams was the right choice. The classroom was quite chaotic at the time, with people huddled together in twos and threes, craning their necks to compare answers.

"Should we choose C for this question?"

"How could we possibly choose C? Of course we'd choose D!"

Why choose D?

"Because C is obviously wrong."

"What about a and b?"

"A and B are clearly irrelevant to the question."

"..."

Aside from those working on the questions, there were students coming and going. Some had just finished using the restroom and were shaking their hands, while others had just bought bread from the store and were munching on it as they walked.

Some, with even greater foresight, have already started reviewing mathematics.

Of course, anyone who picks up a textbook or test paper to review for the next subject at this time is just cramming at the last minute.

The key is that they are usually very anxious. They won't stop until the teacher forcibly takes away their review materials at the last minute, and even after the materials are taken away, they will still mutter a few words to themselves.

Li Lechen's deskmate, Lin Kun, was currently flipping through a book of formulas, belonging to the type who was cramming at the last minute and extremely anxious.

Of course, cramming at the last minute is more effective than not cramming at all, and it's more motivating for those anxious about their grades than those who aren't. Therefore, Lin Kun's grades are slightly better than Li Lechen's.

However, Lin Kun was much more well-known in the class than Li Lechen. It wasn't because he was lively or anything like that. In essence, he was even more of a homebody than Li Lechen. He was short and thin, wore glasses with a prescription of over 800 degrees, and had poor grades, so he often gave people the impression that he was easy to bully.

As it turns out, what looks like an easy target is actually an even easier target.

Lin Kun is not his original name. Before changing his name, if the frequency of him being bullied could be quantified as 10%, it soared to 50% after the name change.

It's important to understand how difficult it is for a teenager to change their name these days, let alone the fact that Lin Kun's parents changed his name twice in a short period of time.

Before starting high school, Lin Kun's name was Lin Dada, which was the name registered on his household registration when he was one month old. Because Lin Kun weighed only a little over three pounds at birth, he was a premature baby and spent more than ten days in an incubator.

To ensure Lin Kun's healthy growth, his parents named him "Silly Egg," a name that is easy to raise, and then gave him the formal name "Big Paddle," meaning they hoped he would grow bigger and bigger.

Taking a two-pronged approach shows great care and consideration.

To add to that, Lin Kun's family was relatively well-off; his parents ran a business and gave him a considerable amount of pocket money. This increased the frequency with which he was bullied.

The name Lin Kun was given more than a decade ago, earlier than the 18th National Congress of the Communist Party of China and earlier than the time when the CCP came to power, so it can be considered an original name.

From childhood, relatives have always called me "Big Brother" or "Big Brother," since it sounds better than "Silly Egg."

But after the 18th National Congress of the Communist Party of China, this name became embarrassing.

So, Lin Kun's father resolutely changed his name before he went to high school. For convenience, a horizontal stroke was added to each "大" character, turning it into "林".

Actually, I initially wanted to say "Jianglin University" because it sounds more masculine.

But the elders all said that names shouldn't be too grand, as it's easy to not be able to handle them. Lin Kun was already physically weak, and if he had a name that was too grand, wouldn't it directly kill him?

Therefore, the only name that could be used was Lin.

Actually, this name isn't anything special, and it doesn't sound feminine at all; at most, it's just a bit...unconventional. But unfortunately, in high school, there was a girl in my class who was also named Lin.

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